Chapter 7- The misadventure of Kane.
It was a silent ride to a secret location. Kane however knew where he was. The smell of the air gave way to the boonies of the city. The men were silent as they drove a dark, black van. Cliché once more reared its ugly head. When it came to a complete stop Kane, was walked out of the van and into a building. He was sat down as his blindfold was taken off of him. The men smiled as they surrounded him, they offered friendly smiles as they spoke to him about the accident that should have killed him. It included a slide show, showing off his blood cells and anti bodies. "It's very strange Mr. Jacobs…"
"How did you know my real name?" he questioned.
"We're branches of the government, we know everything about you" one man chimed.
They explained how they took his blood off the sidewalk and a sample of his skin. What amazed them was that the skin cells remained alive. They tested them on a burn patient at the hospital. "Just a few days ago, that person was released, without any scaring, they don't even look like they have been burned!"
"Good for them" Kane announced, yet a part of his couldn't help but feel proud of the idea.
"Which brings us to your blood…"
He knew he was in for it as they brought up another slide. At this point, Kane was hoping for at least some popcorn. "Since your skin seemed to be special, we knew healing couldn't take place without blood. So we tested that too, and found just enough of it living to test against various… illnesses and ailments" The tallest of the four men turned to Kane with a smile. "It seems to us… that you can't get sick!"
Kane pretended to be surprised. "Whoa… so no more flu shots for me!"
"It's not just a mire flu resistant blood you have. You're immune to this new flu going around, every known disease we have on this earth, every one of them!" he announced.
"So you want to use me to make cures for everything?" Kane asked.
"You couldn't be more wrong"
Kane was shocked as the chair suddenly turned to metal, metal clasps came over his ankles as his hands were quickly tied behind him! The four men turned to one another before focusing back on Kane. "You see, you have no idea how much money is made when it comes to medicine. If word gets out that every ailment could be cured… do you have any idea how many people it will effect?"
"All those people getting healthy…" Kane began to say.
"WRONG!" the four shouted. The smallest of the group explained that there are many firms invested in medicine, it's a billion dollar business. "We were created during the Bush administration… Bush Senior… to ensure that if such a super medical condition should arrive that could compromise their business, we take care of it!"
Kane stared at them oddly. "In short, you're going to make sure I don't share this tidbit with the world huh?" he asked.
"And they say wrestlers aren't intelligent" snickered the taller man. "So, let's say you are going to stay until you have expired! I hope you like your new living arrangement!" They filed out of the room, one by one. Kane sat alone for a while until he ensured the men were out of the room.
He gave out a sigh. "And this is why I don't vote for either party when it comes to elections" he muttered lowly.
Looking about, he noticed cameras were placed about, recording his every move, so if he were to use his claws he would have to be discreet about it. "Well, at least I could fulfill Jeff Hardy's fondest wish…" Kane sighed.
He heard Jeff earlier stated how cool would it be to storm into a building and blow the crap out of random stuff or thwart a government produced plot. The only thing Kane had to worry about, as if the guys could find him in time!
